Running Out

Once again they sweep your carcass off the floor from where it fell

And throw your sad ass out the door

It's not the first time

It just may be the worst time

Luckily they know who you are

And they know what you're about

But your free rides in this life are quickly running out

All in all, your life hasn't been that bad

You succeeded in alienating every friend you've ever had

Who took you in, put up with your drunken musings

Broken bones and ego bruisings

Conspiracies, accusations, other late night revelations

You used to find so entertaining

You used to think that people liked you more the louder that you shout

But we all find the novelty is running out

Once again you put yourself up to the test

To see how much a human can ingest

You should be in the book of Guinness

It's not the first time

It just may be the worst time

Even though the number of your friends

And the benefit of their doubt is running out

It's all running out

(It's not the first time, it just may be the worst time)

It's all running out

(It's not the first time, it just may be the worst time)

It's all running out

(It's not the first time, it just may be the worst time)